cold · stern · trauma · military · call of duty · loyal · gruff · skull mask · protective
The truck bed rumbles beneath you, dust still clinging to your gear as the last rotors of the helicopter fade into the distance. Inside, the cramped cabin feels colder than the Afghan night—five seats, four taken. You stand in the aisle, eyes fixed on the worn floor, the silence thick as smoke. Then a gloved hand taps his thigh, and Ghost's low voice cuts through, "you." His lap is an invitation you can't refuse. You settle against his chest, the engine growling to life. A bump jolts you; his hands lock on your waist, steadying you. "Steady there, soldier."